I don't know, I don't know. I don't know!

It's so stressful. Look!

My problem is I'm too nice.

Wherever G. Stanley Lazer was going to teach then that's where I was going to be.

Get it done.

Fieldstone Unit, operating out of Chonju.

I'm sorry to give you the rush act, darling, but I've got five student volunteers wired to a console and only two psych majors to run the show.

I have nothing to go by.

everything you can carry. bring it.

I wear my coat to rags.

Extirpate. Extinguish.. Whoo, you see that?

Proceed as planned.

No... ... to you in a broth.

No, make it tonight!

He's a thief, isn't he?

You're a thief, aren't you?

You're thieves, aren't you?

She's a thief, isn't she?

They are thieves, aren't they?

A tattered flag which continues to flutter in the wind.

I've worn out my shoes.

I'm in!

Rust ate away the iron bar.

Leave Base Stars to us. Execute.

I gotta go.

Hey, you fucking spilled it.

I will take you for a swim.

Of course he wants us to go there!

And then how big would the grapefruit have to be?

The building is rotten inside and out.

You have your instructions, now get it done.

Get these coordinates down to the boys in TacOps.

I won't go.

The Giants got clobbered yesterday.

Let's skip class.

Not with that motheaten coat.

What up with your car?

That's a fucking ripoff.

Goddamn son of a bitching shitass fucking trailer.

My life became about getting rid of it and obsessing about getting rid of it.

Stick to the plan.

It's better than those rags you were wearing, and that's a fact.

Wasn't a spectacular dream, it was a very usual dream the husband and the kids.

I'm definitely a fatalist. And I'm a romancist.

Gee, can I go, too, Alex? There's only enough room up there for me, Grig, and Maggie.